Whew, boy. A strange and disturbing book, as befits its subject. "Christian" nationalism, the far right, guns, guns, guns, and so much more. Very, very, very dispiriting. ( )

This was an excellently written book - one of the few non-fiction "page turners" that I've run across. The first three quarters is a tale of a cross country trip seeking the roots of our current political malaise, and it's filled with insights and horrors and intelligent musings, mostly tied together around the sad tale of Ashli Babbit. The last quarter is a second trip to Wisconsin, and it's here that the author pretty much loses it. It seems to me that here the author actively sought angst rather than recording and reporting it. For want of a better term, it's whiny. And the very last section tries to tie in the Old Left of the 50's to today's turmoil - for what reason I couldn't discern. This is a good book nonetheless, but it could've been a lot better - 5 stars easy if he hadn't lost his focus. ( )

Reporter Jeff Sharlet is best known for The Family: The Secret Fundamentalism at the Heart of American Power. The current book, published in 2023, is mainly a tour of the world of Trump followers, plus some other chapters bearing on our predicament. I worry about the people who dwell in Trump world, drilling with their guns and trading insane stories about the evils of people not in their cult. Sharlet, a political progressive, goes and talks to them, bringing back what he's learned in ten chapters across three major sections, most with photo illustrations.

He starts the book with a section titled "Day-O:On Hope". There's a chapter on Harry Belafonte, singer and civil rights activist, whose smile hid his anger. Following is a piece on the Occupy Wall Street movement of 2011, through the lens of a Cynthia Ozick book that once was part of the Occupy library.

The next second major section, "Dream On:On Vanity", starts with portraits of a couple of preachers of the so-called Prosperity Gospel - the theory that Jesus wants his followers to be, not good so much as rich, which fortune they may attain by sending money to these preachers. Sharlet next explores the "manosphere", the online groupings of men who feel, deeply and personally, that the world owes them sexual access to women, and threaten or commit violence when the world doesn't make good on the debt.

In "The Trumpocene", Sharlet recounts his attendance at numerous rallies of the Trump 2020 presidential campaign. He talks to voters who believe in more secret knowledges and conspiracies than you could shake a demonic stick at, including that Bill and Hillary Clinton are serial murderers (they killed one of his interviewees' uncles!) who eat babies. There's a subpart on Gnosticism and its natural blend with right wing delusion.

The section ends with "Tick-Tock", on the Qanon conspiracy theorists, for whom every inconsistency, every Trump brain glitch, is a clue.

The third and last major section, "Goodnight, Irene:On Survival", begins with the 123 page heart of the book, "The Undertow", which follows the story of Ashli Babbit. That's her knife on the book's cover illustration; she was carrying it when she was shot to death while breaching the Capitol on January 6, 2021. Babbit has become a sort of saint on the right. The chapter is a road trip across America, starting at a "justice for Ashli" rally in California. There, a pastor wears a t-shirt featuring Joshua 1:9, which he takes as an exhortation to kill in Trump's righteous cause. Proud Boys trade punches with Antifa as the police look on. A French-speaking Native American Jew-for-Jesus January 6 rioter is interviewed. A jobless ex-TV host declares what Ashli would want today. Ashli's mother asks why Ashli is not proclaimed a hero. Kyle Rittenhouse's former lawyer says that Ashli "was all of us". An Ashli flag is flown. Sharlet is threatened by men calling themselves Saviors, and leaves for his next stop, Yuba City California, where he visits a church known for giving Michael Flynn a rifle, for holding mask-free services throughout the COVID years,and for a pulpit made from swords. A guest speaker, David Straight, talks about heading a secret team under Melania Trump which arrested many child traffickers, and notes that Hillary Clinton has already been executed.

Getting dizzy yet? But the reader must follow Sharlet farther as he travels east across Nevada, hearing talk-radio hosts make machine-gun noises over the air. He gives us more of what his subjects say about Ashli, in Rifle, Colorado and Omaha, Nebraska, among other places. In Wisconsin he meets the Brumms, who show him some of (the legal part of) their arsenal and boast that their adult daughter is the family's best shot and a rare natural killer; the dad opposes abortion because it makes for fewer soldiers when China will invade the US. And on: so many guns, so many weirdly decorated flags, so many characters whose self-defined individualities overlay political tendencies all pointed in the same direction.

Sharlet's last chapter, "The Good Fight is the One You Lose", is another musician's biography, that of Lee Hays, the bass voice of The Weavers, who fought fascists with song, sometimes in venues where that put his life at stake.

The Undertow is impressionistic, not analytical. There's not a thesis so much as a theme: we're all here together in America, distrusting one another, fed different streams of information. The main fault I find with the book is that it's hard to know what to do with what he gives us. But that's the main problem with contemporary politics; we know what's wrong, but what do we do? ( )

Sharlet doesn't like where all this is headed.

That is Ashli Babbitt's knife on the cover. One wonders what you would have heard on the back roads of South Carolina in the 1850s.

Bouncing from one Trumpy church to the other, from one black flag to another 'Let's Go Brandon!' sign, Sharlet tries to take it all in.

Reads as a series of vignettes, there isn't really any narrative structure beyond pointing and yelling 'See!' or maybe 'Behold!'

The bookend chapters on Harry Belafonte and Lee Hays feel slapped on from another project. Are we supposed to rise up and sing in response to Gadsden flags?

A book of the moment, hopefully we can successfully steer out of our current skid. ( )

Our present moment is haunted by its socio-cultural condition. Many would rather pretend otherwise or remain ensconced in their particular bubble. Jeff Sharlet went out exploring.

The result is The Undertow Scenes From a Slow Civil War. Sharlet uses the January 6 insurrection and the death of Ashli Babbit to frame his 12 year exploration into the socio-cultural movements at work in American society.

Sharlet does fantastic work in investigation and reporting and writes well. He visits Occupy Wall Street and gets a feel for why people are there. He visits Trump rallies in 2016 and 2020 and men’s rights conferences. He is present at a rally in remembrance of Ashli Babbit and then drives across the country, randomly visiting churches and/or interviewing people who express strong support for Trump. He hears the same fevered stories, heartfelt yet almost utterly devoid of reality. The same anxieties and fears pervade throughout. There is an expectation - almost a relishing - of the prospect of civil war, of "“us” against “them,” “red” against “blue,” “rural” vs. “urban.” Sharlet concludes with an account of The Weavers, the last moment of vitality in an American Left worthy of the name and its ultimate demise in the 1950s and 1960s.

This is definitely a work written more for understanding the condition of the reactionary right-wing in America than anything else, but all do well to grapple with the reality of the world Sharlet investigated. How much longer will comity prevail? What awful and terrible crisis will come to relieve all of this friction and tension? Only God knows; it probably won’t be good. ( )